Lover
I'm gonna wake you up early cause I'm gonna take a ride with you.
We're goin' down to the Honda shop, I'll tell you what we're gonna do.
Put on a ragged sweatshirt, I'll take you anywhere you want me to.
Refrain:
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second geear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it's all right.
It's not a big motorcycle,
Just a groovy little motorbike.
It's more fun than a barrel of monkeys,
That two-wheeled bike.
We'll
Miss Michigan
Since the day I met you
I couldn't forget you
Put my mind right into a blender
Cause I couldn't understand you
I worked and I fretted
I mentally sweated
Put my brain on overdrive
Worked my mind just to make you mine
Seems the more I learn
Through my troubles and stuff
The most important fact
Is that I think, i think too much
My goal was then drafted
The seduction was crafted
I executed my strategy
But you never would come to me
Every course had been taken
So my hope was forsaken
But when ambition was thrown away
It was then that you came my way
It's causing me trouble
It's costing me double
The price I pay is my sanity
Author of my own tragedy
Try to fix what ain't broken
Voice out what's been spoken
Gotta learn just to let it go
Instead of fighting the undertow